Luyện nghe bài hát Bag Em'

(D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
(D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
(D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)

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You Can kiss Your Ass (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
Da-Da-Da
You Can kiss Your Ass (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
La-Da-Da

[Sheek
Ai Yo,
It's shit that make niggas wanna wreck they click,(Uh-huh)
Grab your gun and niggas to they dick,
Buck go sumwhere and fuck somethin, (Fuck somethin)
Like that frontin nigga bitch, her suck something, (Suck somethin)
Wild out, shirt inside out,
Hoodie on with the all black on,
Jab you till your motherfuckin is torn, (Uh-huh)
is gone, (What else?)
3-piece is worn,
Hate yall faggot ass niggas scared to death,
Talk shit, when im around yall hold breath,
I murder music,
My shit in the city,
But they want me to since Janet showed titty,
"Theres too much violence now since Ja and fiddy"
I dont know no way but to rap gritty, (Yeah!)
Fuck that when im rich, (Fuck that)
But untill then the fuck is my thugs at up in this bitch?!

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You Can kiss Your Ass (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
La-Da-Da
You Can Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
Da-Da-Da

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Warrup nigga, cut up nigga, (Warrup)
Shoe to lift the truck up nigga,
D-Block, D-Block like a wolf,
Tell mom i'll throw her child off the roof, (Roof)
Give her base head a hundred to towell off the coup,(Clear that up)
on niggas, (Style on niggas)
Beat some we gon pile on niggas, (Get em)
on niggas (La-Da-Da Da-Da-Da)
Thats the for you, (hear it)
ask your man he ready to die for you (he ready)
We comin thru tearin the up, (Tear it up)
We aint locked up, (Uh-Uh)
That we even shootin the cops up,
(Yeah nigga 2 more times)
Warrup,
Now we in the New York grind, (New grind)
Betta that ass goodbye,
Wen im passin by plastic nines to blast your eyes,
riii!

You Can kiss Your Ass (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
La-Da-Da
You Can Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
Da-Da-Da

[Sheek
Hey yo, i talk shit i wanna talk, (Yeah)
Bop how i walk, (Yeah)
And you can tell a nigga is from New York,
And i still got my niggas ready to squeeze,
I dont need to see me with a couple of g's,
And i dont a loan muhfucker im grown,
I had a 38 i had a phone,
I stuck niggas up before yall little niggas to bone, (Woo)
It's that sheek louch shit yall tryna clone,
be real,
the average muhfucker a deal, (Nah)
never had a fight,
No guns, of that,
Niggas im right, (Yeah)
I say to my son,
Give my moms a little cake,
And my moms a something before i go on the run,
pussy niggas try their hand,
Im the door like "daddy's home!" and i aint making a bang,
What yall niggas dont understand,
YEAH!

You Can Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
La-Da-Da
You Can Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
Da-Da-Da
You Can kiss Ass Goodbye